As I restocked towels, oils, and sheets the dingdong of the door broke the silence.
“Good morning,” I said as soon as I opened the door to the waiting room. I looked in to find a woman and her daughter, I assumed. The woman looked in shape for a forty something. Not a bad looking blonde, and killer breast. I quickly scanned her body and grabbed the clipboard to cover the sideways glance. I was willing to bet those bad boys gave her back aches.
“Morning,” the mother said smiling at me.
“Angela?” I asked handing the woman a clipboard. “Miss you can watch TV or play video games,” I added to the young lady.
“I’m Terra,” she said “Angela is my step-daughter.” She finished passing the clipboard over. Angela who I hadn’t really looked at was very slim, unlike her step-mother. By her outfit she must have been a gymnast. Although they both shared wide hips and athletically toned bodies. Angela’s dark shoulder length hair was another difference too.
Angela filled out the questionnaire with Terra overlooking it, handed the clipboard back with a smile and sat down.
“Okay young lady,” I said to Terra, “you can wait in here. There is tea or water if you like and the TV is yours,” I said handing her the remote. She took the remote blushing and set it down.
“Thank you, I have not been young for a few years now. I figured I’d go get my errands run,” she said as she turned away, “be back in an hour.” And she was out the door and gone.
“Okay then. Right this way,” I said gesturing Angela to the back room. I turned the lights up.
“Nice, place kinda has that fung sway,” she said.
“Thank you. Okay Miss Angela,” I read her file as I spoke ignoring this miss pronunciation “Pink? Your last name is Pink? I finished.
“Sure is, kinda cool huh?” she asked.
“It is,” I said. “Okay I am going to step out. You can undress to comfort, then lie down under the sheet with your back up. I will knock and you can let me know if you are ready.” I finished and stepped out shutting the door softly. I reviewed the file on the clipboard. After a few minutes I knocked softly.
“Come in,” she called. I entered and dimmed the lights to just barely on.
“Okay Angela, I said illuminating a big red timer that was large but dim, “the clock starts as soon as your massage starts. If I have to stop for any reason, I’ll stop the clock so you get your full hour.” I finished as she looked at the clock.
“Wow cool most places the clocks already started,” she said impressed.
“Not here. Do you like to talk during your massage or do you prefer the music a little louder and to just enjoy? I asked.
“Honestly, I’d like to just enjoy. I am not a fan of the small talk,” she said turning her head to smile at me.
“Perfect,” I replied to her and turned up the sounds of soothing waves. I pumped some oil into my hands and warmed it up, then started at her shoulder. She tensed for a moment the relaxed to my touch. Her toned body turned to mush as I worked slowly down her body. Her back was fairly knotted but I didn’t want to concentrate to long on anyone portion and she relaxed without to much work.
I moved methodically down her shoulders to the small of her back then to her legs. The only sound the waves and her gentle gasps as I hit a knot and worked it out. I worked down her left leg to her feet then back up the right leg. I couldn’t help but acknowledge she had an amazing body.
“Okay go ahead a flip over,” I whispered to her as I lifted the sheet just enough to let her move.
“But you didn’t do the butt?” she said questioningly looking over her shoulder at me.
“Oh I’m sorry it was left blank on your form,” I told her pulling the sheet back down. I pumped more oil into my hand. I slowly rubbed it onto her. She had a firm tight ass for such a tiny girl. I kneaded and massaged it, slowly growing aroused. I was very thankful of the low light, I had never really become aroused during a session.
After I finished her butt I pulled the sheet up again and she automatically flipped over without being asked. I caught a quick glimpse of her lithe body and her pink nipples on firm perky breast, I was instantly hard. My arousal was followed by shame. I had never had this problem when massaging a client before, but I was a professional. I didn’t say a word, but continued the massage. I worked her neck and shoulder muscles loose.
She sighed, tensed and relaxed into my grip again.
“Are you okay?” I asked making sure she was comfortable.
“Yes,” she replied, “that knot was just a tight one.”
“It was,” I agreed and moved to her flat stomach starting a swirling massage patern.
“No boobs,” she asked “I know it wasn’t circled on the form but Terra was there looking over my shoulder.”
I didn’t answer her but pumped more oil into my hands and rubbed them together. Hesitantly I reached forward placing my hands on her. Her breasts were firm and those tiny pink nipples instantly became erect, more so than I was. She gasped and moaned softly as I gently massaged her. Her hands gripped the bottom sheet.
“I don’t think I should continue that,” I said awkwardly ashamed at my arousal and I moved to stop.
“Please don’t stop,” she whispered.
I moved to her stomach and began to massage in the swirling motion again. I could feel the disappointment in the air like a heavy mist. I continued down to her hips and moved so that I was leaning over top of her and pulling up from her hips to her ribs. This pulled all the muscles up and then I released allowing them to return to their natural position.
She sifted her arm, I was about to ask about her comfort but before I could I felt her hands on me. Instantly my pants were down, my erection popped loose. She quickly gathered me into her mouth and began to suck on my swollen head.
Gasping I yelled, “What the fuck are you doing?” She didn’t answer right away but gripped my balls, keeping me from backing away.as she continued I couldn’t help but moan, my hips slowly moving to fuck her mouth.
“Like this huh?” she asked jerking me back into reality. I pulled her hand gently from my balls and stepped away quickly.
“This is over,” I demanded. “I won’t do this.”
She smiled at me her hands moving to her breast. She laid back moaning excitedly as she pulled her hard nipples harshly, arching her back as she did so.
“Done? Really,” she asked laughing “how would it look if I a teenage girl just barely legal ran from this room screaming that you touched me?” She finished arcing her back and continuing to moan in little whimpers.
“But that’s,” I stammered, “not what happened” I stood there shocked.
“Who will they believe?” she asked beckoning me forward, “rub me. Touch my shaved pussy and make me cum,” she demanded.
I was trapped. I hesitantly stepped forward and she pulled my cock back into her mouth. She was good and despite my reluctance I was working hard not to cum as she laid on her back sucking me off. I rubbed her teenage clit fast and hard, I was starting to get into it.
Her moans came between gasps and I rubbed faster, leaning over her farther. The farther I leaned the deeper my cock pushed and I could hear her gagging, but she deserved to gag. I rubbed her teenage pussy faster and harder as my excitement grew. Her legs squeezed together blocking my hand and she screamed in orgasm as a spray of cum came out. I pulled away and moved around the table. Grabbing her legs, I pulled her to the edge and pressed my head against her tight entrance.
“No. No. No wait,” she cried out “only oral.” She commanded but it was too late. I pushed into her, she was almost too tight. Her gasp of shock filled the room, her hands gripped the sheet onto a ball.
“No you little bitch,” I snarled, “you wanted this.” I slowly pushed inside her, all the way back until I could fit no more of me inside her. I pulled almost all the way out and slammed into her. She screamed moving her hands to those tiny pink nipples, pinching them again. I slammed over and over again finding it easier each time.
I fucked her hard and fast, moving my hands from her legs to pinch her nipples wickedly. I rubbed her clit at the same time with my other hand. I rocked back and forth as the red numbers counted down in the background.
“Fuck,” she screamed rocking her hips against me, “don’t stop I love it.” Not that I had any intention of stopping now. I pulled her legs up onto my shoulders and pushed deeper and harder than before. Her screams and moans increased. I was fueled by her excitement.
It had been a while since I had last gotten laid and this little honey pot was tighter than anything I could remember. I rocked faster and harder to the rhythm of her moans. I watched as she twisted and abused her nipples, the self-abuse adding to my arousal. Her tight little pussy tightened around my shaft, her cum spilling out onto the massage table. I could handle only so much. I surged inside of her and released. Every slam inside of her released another orgasm, each orgasm followed but spurts of my own cum. Finally, I clasped over her, her legs released spread wide and she lay there panting.
“You fucking ass hole you came inside me,” she accused, “I only wanted masturbation and maybe for you to eat me out, I was a virgin,” she finished. I looked at my wet cock then the table.
“What? You were a virgin?” I asked confused “but there’s no blood? I didn’t feel like I popped your cherry.” I was scared now.
“I was a virgin you ass hat and you didn’t pop shit. I popped my own cherry six years ago on a balance bar, but I was still a virgin.” She yelled. Her small fist hitting me in the chest to punctuate each word. I couldn’t help but get angry, she had forced me into this.
“Hey slut you got everything you wanted,” I replied stepping up to her, grabbing her wrists. The gentle ding dong of the door chime stopped me before b I could add anything more.
She hopped up onto the table, pulled the she over her and flipped onto her belly.
“Hurry go greet my step-mother and I’ll dress.” She ordered. I pulled my pants up, checked my now failing erecting was hidden and stepped out. I greeted her step-mother and told her Angela was done and finishing up. Angela stepped out minutes later the picture of obedience, just a polite young woman. She smiled at her step-mom and told her I was amazing and that her legs felt like new.
Her mother paid for the massage and tipped well, I felt so guilty and at the same time aroused. I had gotten paid to fuck her nineteen-year-old step-daughter and take her virginity. She left promising a weekly visits if I could relieve her knots and muscle ache.
After they left I went into the back room to clean up, spray air freshener, and prepare for my next client. On the table was a bright orange thong and a note.
‘Next time have condoms. Our secret I promise,’ signed Angela.
I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t go out that evening and buy a big pack for the office.
